There he stood Raiden found himself around the middle of the city on Coruscant. The wind was blowing rather fast today, and many people were scurrying around to go where they belonged… The sun was in a downcast, soon to be gone. The Zabrak found his own self running to nearby shelter. A storm was coming and there was no way to avoid it rather then to find shelter.
A few minutes later he found himself in a filled Cantina/Hotel with many patrons crowding him. He made his way to the counter in which he ordered a glass of water. In a matter of moments the server placed the water onto the counter, he quickly placed his hand around the cup and turned around. Raiden eventually drank down the water, placing the cup back onto the counter, his eyes gazed among the rest of the Cantina/Hotel… Just waiting for something entertaining to happen... Something ought to entertain him…
Outside he could hear a nearby landing dock. Many ships came inbound in count of the weather. He knew the Cantina/Hotel would become even more crowded, and the rooms would become unavailable. Immediately he took the obnoxious offer. He turned to the server and politely asked:
"Is there a room open, indeed I have credits." Raiden offered.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," the Server replied annoyed, "second room, top floor."
Raiden stood upright, and laid the appropriate amount of credits down, and continued to his room. A few minutes after he found himself opening the door to the room he was ordered too. The room was old and smelt musty. The bed resembled of aging and tear. The floors creaked loudly, and the walls looked terrible. The room was much different then any other normal suite he slept in. Raiden thought "It'll do for now." He fell, the bed catching him... Raiden fell asleep…
OOC: First "actual" roleplay. Bare with me if I make little mistakes. ;/
A few minutes later he found himself in a filled Cantina/Hotel with many patrons crowding him. He made his way to the counter in which he ordered a glass of water. In a matter of moments the server placed the water onto the counter, he quickly placed his hand around the cup and turned around. Raiden eventually drank down the water, placing the cup back onto the counter, his eyes gazed among the rest of the Cantina/Hotel… Just waiting for something entertaining to happen... Something ought to entertain him…
Outside he could hear a nearby landing dock. Many ships came inbound in count of the weather. He knew the Cantina/Hotel would become even more crowded, and the rooms would become unavailable. Immediately he took the obnoxious offer. He turned to the server and politely asked:
"Is there a room open, indeed I have credits." Raiden offered.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," the Server replied annoyed, "second room, top floor."
Raiden stood upright, and laid the appropriate amount of credits down, and continued to his room. A few minutes after he found himself opening the door to the room he was ordered too. The room was old and smelt musty. The bed resembled of aging and tear. The floors creaked loudly, and the walls looked terrible. The room was much different then any other normal suite he slept in. Raiden thought "It'll do for now." He fell, the bed catching him... Raiden fell asleep…
OOC: First "actual" roleplay. Bare with me if I make little mistakes. ;/
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